Today is Mother's Day in the US. I'm sat by myself. One kid is in Georgia. One is in North Carolina and one is in bed. 'im indoors is across state prepping our other house for sale and I'm on the sofa with two fat cats, a farting beagle and a 10lb chupacapra who is … Continue reading Thinking Out Loud On Mother’s Day
I’ve woken up exhausted already today. I think it’s the driving over the last two days. Thankfully today I won’t be driving AT ALL!! I have no idea what we’re doing yet but I’ll take pics! I wish I could have taken some in the drive down because it was beautiful especially with the Shenandoah … Continue reading One Tired Britch On The Loose!!
Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin! August 13 2018 August 13 is the 225th day of the year (226th in leap years) in the Gregorian calendar. There are 140 days remaining until the end of the year. The zodiac sign for August 13 is Leo. Astrological symbol: Lion. This zodiac symbol is considered to … Continue reading August 13, 2018
For many this is one of the most bittersweet holidays in the year. We've either lost a mother, we have kids in situations neither they or we wanted to be in or our kids are too far away or too busy to find time for us. Some of us have never been mothers, some of … Continue reading A Thought for Mothers Day
Oh how delightful it is in North Carolina! I'm sat on a boat dock in 78f degrees with alligators swimming under me. I shit you not. There are five foot long alligators swimming much too close for my comfort. Maybe I should stop feeding them hush puppies but 1. I don't like hush puppies 2. … Continue reading Escape from New York
I have been really good for the last few days. I haven’t scared the mailman, or pissed off next doors dog, or thrown gas-ex or condoms or any other “how did that get there?” items in anyone’s shopping cart... I haven't even slung my phone across the room when it kept misspelling what I was … Continue reading Easter Ducking About..
My youngest son, Thmellyarthe, was a very precocious reader. He was able to read first reading books at the age of three. I used to play with him as we’d be walking around the supermarket asking him to tell me when we were in aisle three,count tins of beans, find me the orange packet of … Continue reading The Coffee Table, The Ex and The Voice of Doom
So..... I'd gone on a day trip to France to shop when my kids were really little, Fartichoke was only about six weeks old so Brid was just over a year old. Yes, there isn't a year between them. It explains a lot about my sanity doesn't it?! Anyway it was the end of the … Continue reading Entente UN Cordiale…
Yes you read that right. You know how sometimes things seem like a good idea but then they’re not? Yeah. Me too! Before we moved to this house, we had a tiny utility room. Because of the stupid way the fuse boards and venting were put in, it was big enough for the washer and … Continue reading Sitting in the Tumble Drier..
Sometimes people can’t grasp the concept of why we stayed with toxic people. I say “WE” because I was a battered spouse. I had so many bones broken that I stopped counting - yet I didn’t leave.. When you’re in the middle of a war zone all you can think about is a safe place … Continue reading Domestic Abuse
By now you’ve probably realised, Names Are Being Changed. I’m not really Britchy - wait, yes I am - but it’s not my actual NAME!! I thought I’d better start a post where the cast was explained so here it is! I’ll add to it as more reprobates appear.. Family ’im indoors - hubby Fartichoke … Continue reading The Cast of Characters
Although I was born and raised in England, I spent large portions of my life in Ireland. My parents moved there and built a house when they retired so that’s where I go to visit my Dad these days. My Dad has always been somewhat deaf but it’s worsened with age to the point where … Continue reading The Ho-Er at Moher..
You know how it is with serendipity don't you?! Once I filed for divorce, my ex, Farquhar Barstardcelot, morphed into an even more complete bastard. He has this marvelous idea that I should stay home and look after the kids while he did his studly thing fornicating around the web and then we should get … Continue reading The Many Uses of Lipstick – Or The Price of Revenge…
I was pretty sick for a good bit of last year. I started thinking about stuff I wished I told my kids, funny stories, advice, encouragement... not to eat yellow snow. You know how it goes. I started a list with this title and promptly went no further. Recently, randomly, I thought of it again … Continue reading Things I want my kids to know..